In rooms lit by fire
lonely shadows play the flute
at midpoint a cauldron beckons
stiring slowly
Lady Death awaits
“Please proceed, use caution. the energies are alive tonight, bring the dagger forward, then begone you foolish cow!”
The Lady chants,
the words unspoken
the calling of the wild
commence
With full moon rising
the unborn soldier
shapeless in the cauldron rests
“Come to me, I welcome thee, my soldier, and my extacy”
The Lady cuts her palm in half
a little drop of blood revealed
silence… fire… blood…
Silence. Fire. Blood.
SILENCE – FIRE – BLOOD
In a room lit by fire
lonely shadows play the flute
at midpoint a cauldron beckons
stiring slowly
Lady Death awaits
Very, very cool. Great piece @circle-no-10
Thank you 🙂
